Chapter 75: Chen Qirun (1)

Fatty Wang always felt that his cheeks were quite thick. He didn't expect that the first time he accompanied the little master to pick up the job outside, he would encounter two people with thicker cheeks than himself. Looking at the two men who didn’t think of themselves as outsiders at all, Fatty Wang solemnly said to Lin Qingyin as he started the car: "Little Master, the people outside are sinister. When you encounter the kind of people who are quite old and acting familiar to you, you must be careful. Maybe they are bad guys who hide their evil intentions."

"What Master Wang said is right." Zhang Qidou smiled and expressed his approval: "Especially those who are not young and haven't married. They must have criminal records of cheating, so we must be careful!"

Fatty Wang almost use the accelerator as a brake. He doesn't like quarreling with these people who know how to read the fortune. He can't hide any dark history. It's really annoying!

Looking at Fatty Wang depressed, Zhang Qidou happily changed the conversation: "But our Master Wang is not that kind of person. From the look of Master Wang's face, his peach blossom is coming soon."

Fatty Wang glanced at Zhang Qidou in the rearview mirror unconvincingly, and then asked Lin Qingyin in the co-pilot seat: "Little Master, is it soon?"

Lin Qingyin glanced at him and yawned lazily: "It's not near, it's still 8 months."

Fatty Wang suddenly felt that his body had become extremely light, and such stimulant couldn't make him calm down: "Is it going to be my wife? I don't feel comfortable anymore. Little Master, please help me take a look. Is that peach blossom really going to happen 8 months later? Is it the kind of person who will only like a fat guy like me because of my house but dislikes me because I am just a stinky fortune-teller by the side of the road?”

Han Zhengfeng and Zhang Qidou in the back seat felt sad for Wang Fatty. How much emotional injury was brought up to him to have such a heavy psychological shadow?

Although Lin Qingyin has no emotional experience, she can see that Fatty Wang's feelings for the future were both looking forward to it and scared. She couldn't help but comfort him: "Don't worry, it's a good marriage. Besides, you are no longer a stinky fortune-teller on the roadside. You still I haven't learned how to read the fortune. I won't definitely let you go out to fool people."

hang Qidou couldn't help but laugh in the back seat. Fatty Wang immediately snorted threateningly. Zhang Qidou hurriedly followed and comforted a few words: "I don't think you fat, you look strong. Maybe you look this big because you have big bones."

Fatty Wang turned the steering wheel and said with a smile: "The amulet given to me by the little master is very effective. Since I put it on, my skin has become smoother and the fat on my body has become less and less. I am lighter than it was in summer. I lost 30 pounds!"

Han Zhengfeng, who has always paid great attention to body maintenance, couldn't help but lean over when he heard the words. He looked at Fatty Wang's swollen belly and asked: "Just like this, you still lost 30 pounds? How heavy were you before?"

"190!" Fatty Wang said confidently: "How else would my nickname be called Fatty Wang!"

Han Zhengfeng looked at Fatty Wang's round face and thick earlobes. He imagined his face with that 30 pounds. He couldn't help but shiver. He can't control his curiosity, so he asked: "Master Wang, how big is your house that your girlfriend can ignore your 190 pounds weight and be with you?"

Fatty Wang reached out and grabbed his fleshy earlobes and said dismissively: "The place where I live is very large. The upper and lower duplexes are 240 square meters, with an 80-square-meter sky terrace garden, standing in the living room. From the open air, you can directly see the Qianmu Lake Park in front of the community. There is also a set with a 70-square-meter yard, which is a sunken duplex that is 10 square meters smaller than the one I live in. The remaining are 1670 square meters."

1670 square meters… …

Although Han Zhengfeng knows that Qi City was only a third-tier city, the housing price was not even a fraction compared to Hong Kong. However, thinking about how hard he has been working to fix Feng Shui for so many years and he also goes to school regularly to teach, but only bought a house of 130 square meters, he felt very sad.